CHAPTER 338: CHAPTER 336: OLD MRS. MU WAS SCARED TO TEARS (FIRST UPDATE)

Mu Shuangshuang got up and gathered the things she needed to bring, then she and Lu Yuanfeng moved the big iron lump for making popcorn outside.

The main event today was to have Fat Chef try some popcorn and then finalize the selling price.

Previously, when Mu Shuangshuang helped Fat Chef, he said she could sell anything at his place.

Mu Shuangshuang didn’t plan to go there everyday herself to sell popcorn; she opted for the simplest way by being the primary seller and letting Fat Chef be the secondary seller.

This method saves time, and people will generally be more conscientious.

"Fengzi, this time, let’s not make too much, just one pot will do. Rare things are more valuable. Maybe we can even rip off Fat Chef a bit."

Lu Yuanfeng knew that Shuangshuang was back to her lively self.

He was happy and agreed, then started helping to make popcorn. Making popcorn is the kind of technical work that Mu Shuangshuang, who had done it once, needed to handle.

Lu Yuanfeng watched from the side, carefully noting down each step. As the iron pot heated evenly, Mu Shuangshuang moved it aside and picked up the small iron hammer.

She told Lu Yuanfeng, "Fengzi, I’m going to hammer now. The sound might be really loud later, so remember to cover your ears."

"Okay~" Lu Yuanfeng nodded.

When Mu Shuangshuang was hammering the iron pot, instead of covering his own ears as promised, Lu Yuanfeng moved beside her and covered her ears the moment she struck the pot.

With a loud "bang," Old Mrs. Mu, who was sleeping, was startled and ended up wetting herself out of shock.

Her lower body was wet, and her face turned green.

She crawled out of bed and shouted towards the outside.

"Which damned bastard made a racket for this old lady, come out now..."

Mr. Mu was awoken by Old Mrs. Mu’s angry shouting. Before he could ask what happened, the stench of urine nearly made him vomit.

"Old woman, did you knock over the chamber pot? Why is it so smelly..."

Mr. Mu frowned and wanted to get up, but his hand accidentally touched the wet mattress.

In his fifties, having wet the bed, Mr. Mu felt extremely disgusted and didn’t sleep anymore, leaving Old Mrs. Mu to clean up.

Even Old Mrs. Mu found it off-putting, but if she didn’t clean it, it would be even more disgusting in the room.

Old Mrs. Mu stood up, went outside the fourth room, and scolded again.

"Fourth daughter-in-law, you lazy woman, the sun’s already shining on your butt, and you’re not up yet. Are you waiting for this old lady to cook and dress you?"

Mrs. Liu, still sleeping, heard Old Mrs. Mu’s shouting, shivered, and hurriedly got up to dress.

At this time, the sky was just getting light.

It’s summer, the days are longer, and the sky brightens early. It was probably not yet the hour of Mao (5 a.m. to 7 a.m.). Usually, she wouldn’t get up to make breakfast until half an hour after Mao.

But Mrs. Liu didn’t dare ask and quickly dressed to rush to the kitchen, but was stopped by Old Mrs. Mu.

"Why are you running? Go to my room, take the bedding out to dry, wash the sheets, empty the chamber pot. Don’t think about being lazy, or I’ll have the fourth son divorce you!"

After the scolding, Mrs. Liu could only dejectedly comply.

In the room, an unbearable smell of urine lingered. At first, Mrs. Liu thought it came from the chamber pot, but after emptying it, the smell persisted.

She moved and washed the sheets, doing all the tasks by herself.

While drying the bedding, she noticed a large stain on it, realizing Old Mrs. Mu had wet the bed, but she could only swallow the grievance.

Old Mrs. Mu changed clothes, tossed them into a basin, and returned to bed to continue sleeping.

Mrs. Liu busied herself all morning, washing clothes, cleaning, and cooking. By the time the food was set, the Old Mu family members started getting up one by one to eat.

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Upon reaching the town, Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng headed straight to Jiu Si Xuan. As soon as they arrived, Fat Chef greeted them.

"Little girl, I’ve been waiting for you today. I’ve been telling customers about my spicy chicken for three days. Did you bring the gold and silver flower?"

Fat Chef’s face broke into a smile, his chubby cheeks scrunched together, but he looked quite friendly.

Although it had only been three days since Mu Shuangshuang last visited Jiu Si Xuan, she suddenly noticed a change in the setup. Previously, tables were placed in the center of the hall, but now a high platform was there.

On the platform was a table that somewhat resembled a desk.

Mu Shuangshuang certainly didn’t think it was a scholar wanting to study there. It must be a storytelling setup, popular in ancient times.

"Uncle, have you got a storytelling master here?"

Mu Shuangshuang was genuinely curious, as ancient things seemed more intriguing than modern ones.

All kinds of little novelties, and large events were especially interesting too. She had wanted to listen to storytelling for a long time but never found the chance.

"Yes, our owner brought him from the Capital, said to be quite impressive. Each storytelling session costs quite a bit of silver."

Fat Chef was a relative of the shopkeeper, but behind the shopkeeper was the owner, making his words credible.

Mu Shuangshuang finished hearing the gossip and began her business for the day.

"Uncle, you said last time you needed something fresh; do you still need it now?"

Mu Shuangshuang wasn’t in a hurry to reveal what it was; she wanted to observe first.

If popcorn were in a pastry shop, it should be quite popular too.

"Of course, little girl, what fresh thing have you got?"

Fat Chef scooted closer, his eyes intensely fixed on Mu Shuangshuang.

Mu Shuangshuang stepped outside Jiu Si Xuan and brought in a clay jar.

She raised the jar high and handed it to the Fat Chef. "Try it first, and you’ll know this fresh novelty."

Fat Chef’s curiosity piqued, he reached into the jar, eyeing the white, flower-like things in his hand, and asked, "What’s this? It looks pretty nice."

"Try it!" Mu Shuangshuang urged.

Fat Chef tossed the popcorn into his mouth, the sweet but not greasy taste filling his mouth.

With a crunching sound in his mouth, after finishing the popcorn in his hand, he grabbed another handful.

By the fourth reach into the jar, after eating and sipping tea, he let out a long, satisfied sigh.

"What is this, how is it so delicious?" Fat Chef eyed Mu Shuangshuang with admiration.

"Popcorn, a fresh novelty that Yuan Feng and I cooked up. Do you think others will like it?"

Fat Chef still felt the sweetness in his mouth and nodded vigorously. "Of course, if served on a small dish with a pot of tea, that flavor..."

Fat Chef smacked his lips in reminiscence, glancing at the stage in the middle of the restaurant, finding the little girl before him even more remarkable.

"Girl, you’re really my lucky star!"